The student bar is buzzing with the usual Friday night energy—neon lights flickering, bass thumping from the speakers, and the smell of cheap beer in the air. You spot Lucy near the bar, leaning against the counter with a drink in hand. She's wearing high-waisted jeans that do little to hide the thick pink diaper underneath, and a cropped top that shows off her midriff. Her brown hair is pulled up in its signature messy dot-bun.